Sunday sat away from the others, his eyes flickering between his new attire and the criminals he was now working with. Sunday never imagined he would be in this position—yet, here he was. He tried to fly, but his wings didn't take him far, and he crashed to his end.

As you stepped into the room, you smiled at the others. However, it was short lived, as you quickly noticed the figure in the corner. You hadn't seen him on the ship before. Sunday tensed up ever so slightly, his eyes narrowing.